_Chapter 3: Find, Talk, and Deal

Izaya: Hello~ I'll be taking introduction for this chapter! It's sad because I'll be doing this alone.

Reed: No you won't. I'll be joining~

Izaya: Oh! Ree-chan. Where's your usual persona?

Reed: Hm? Oh you mean Elijah. You want to talk to him instead of me, a – Ah! No spoilers~ Switch!

Elijah: Huh?

Izaya: Aaaah! Eli-kun! Shall we start today's chapter?

Elijah: Eh?! I THOUGHT I WAS DOING TODAY'S INTRODUCTION WITH OTONE-CHAN!

Izaya: Hehehe~ Me and the other original characters of Durarara! Are owned by Narita Ryogo-sama. Eli-kun and Moku-tan are owned by RawrxSushi!

Elijah: OTONE-CHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAN! T^T

Izaya: Don't worry Eli-kun. We'll play a game together right here~

Elijah: LET GO OF ME YOU BLACK HAIRED WEASEL!


September 26, Saturday, Apartment Complex 10:00 AM

Izaya waited outside for Elijah san to come out and tell him that he is free to go inside their apartment and talk as long as he wants with Otone-chan. But Elijah did warn him, Otone might be a different person in real life than when Izaya talks to him blindfolded. Izaya checked his phone for the time and closed it again. Elijah seems to be taking long inside that apartment of theirs; well it's not really theirs, it's Zurui-sans. Izaya heard a door slide open and Elijah turned his head towards his.

"Here. It's the key to the room. If you ever lay a hand on him, I swear… I'll kill you the next time I see you." Elijah threatened Izaya his hand inside a pocket of his green vest. And handed the key card to Izaya "No need to worry about the security guards, I told them a black haired weasel wearing a fur coat would visit."

"Eh? Who's a weasel Eli-chan?" Izaya asked with a childlike voice, imagine Conan* giving hints to the detectives.

Elijah popped a vein just below his left eye and covered it with his right arm, he sighed and fixed his prink scarf. "Look here, Otone-chan might act differently around you when you talk to him face to face. It took me three months to actually make him talk to me in a straight sentence. Don't get your hopes up" he sighed again and left the black haired informant after tapping his head once and he waved goodbye.

Izaya didn't even think of looking back, tossing the room key in the air and catching it in an instant. Passing by the buildings guard, he smiled at him and showed him the key to Elijah's room and was allowed to pass through. The black haired weasel skipped his way to an empty elevator and hummed a tune as he pressed the floor number where Otone-chan is staying. Leaning on the elevator rail Izaya closed his eyes and remembered what happened five days ago, the first time he met Elijah Fallow, the real Elijah Fallow

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5 days ago, September 21, 09:00 PM

"I'll answer if you answer my questions~ Elijah-kun"

Izaya held Elijah's left arm behind him making him immobile and the informant can break his bone anytime he wants. But that won't be any fun now would it? Izaya pushed his flick blade even deeper into Elijah's back and asked again in a childish like voice, but Elijah can pretty much feel the murderous intent behind that childish smile of the informant.

"F-Fine. But After this YOU ANSWER MY QUESTIONS!"

The informant released his grip from the dirty blondes arm and stepped away from the teen. Trying to lessen the stress of his arm, Elijah rubbed it slowly with his other hand "So- what does Otone-chans new stalker wanna know about me?" he asked

"Oh! Everything about you Eli-chan~"

Elijah popped a vein when the black haired informant called him Eli-chan, who even gives those kind of nickname? "You're an informant for Christ sake's. Why not use your resources to fin-"

"No data" Izaya interrupted and looked straight into Elijah's eyes, the teen instantly felt his bone shiver to its end. His ruby eyes were definitely on a whole new level, compared to what he has heard from his own intelligence network.

Elijah gritted his teeth and answered back in a low tone "No data? What's that supposed to mean"

"Nada~ Nyet~ No data. It means you don't exist Eli-chan. Or is that even your real name?"

Elijah felt a sweat drip down his left cheek, he swallowed and asked tried to ask Izaya again but nothing came out, his real identity can't be known. And that's the entire reason why he left England, to get out of that stinking horrid life of his!

"-"

Elijah's eyes widened and stared at Izaya for the longest time he can imagine, he turned his head down, a smirk appeared on his face and he chuckled after that, "No point in hiding it from you anymore I guess-"

"My real name is Reed Traux, and yes I have such dark history back in England. You have good information network, Izaya-kun." Elijah, no- Reed praised the black haired informant for his excellent job. Adjusting his uncomfortable position into a comfortable one, Reed fixed his pink scarf and placed his left right leg on top of his right. "Is that all?"

Izaya can't help but laugh at the irony of that the son of one of England's notorious drug associations, -, to actually be friends with his new playmate. Can Otone-chan keep giving him more wonders?

"Nope~ That's enough already Eli-chan. You're turn then."

Reed sighed and followed Izaya's command "I will ask it anyways, again, why did you give Otone-chan an invitation to join Dollars?"

"Because he asked for it, but I know I didn't miss any Ikebukuro resident when I was giving out the invitation-" Izaya turned around and stared at the moon that just reappeared behind the gray clouds "- and he got my attention, even if it was only a small chat~" Izaya turned his head to Reed and smiled at him

"Taku*, and here I thought you had something else going on, but please stop calling me Eli-chan, it makes me wanna throw you in a garbage can and burn you in an incinerator" said Reed while scratching the back of his head.

"Reed-kun then?"

"Ah! No, I'd like you to keep that information for yourself. Just call me Elijah, that's what people around Bukuro' know me by anyways"

"Sure. Eli-chan~"

Reed, no- Elijah popped another vein but he restricted himself into doing what he just told the annoying informant. "You're really annoying you know that"

Izaya smirked at him "Not really, I just love to play with humans- right now, my plaything is One-tan. Can I have a day with him?"

"H-HUH?! O-ONE-TAN?! Are you giving a nickname to my OTONE?! YOU HAVE NO RIGHT BASTARD! HE'S MINE AND NO! IM NOT GIVING YOU A DAY WITH HIM!" Re- no Elijah shouted at Izaya, totally disagreeing with the informants deal.

"Come on Eli-chan~ Im not going to steal him from you, Shizu-chan is my favorite, you can have Toto-chan. I just wanna talk to him" Izaya replied

"Shi-Shizu-chan? Do you really add -chan to al guys you meet? "

"Not really"

"Fine. BUT just for a day. If you do anything to Otone-chan, I will kill you. Even If I have to coordinate with that bartender…."

"Roger~! Eli-kun"

"Y-You…. ARE REALLY STARTING TO PISS ME OFF WITH THOSE NICKNAMES!" Elijah grabbed his gun that was thrown away from him just minutes ago and started firing at the annoying informant, but as we all know. That informant has crazy agility.

"Saturday then! Ja nee~ Erii-kun!"

"IT'S ELIJAH NOT ERIIIJAH!" Elijah screamed at the top of his lungs cursing Izaya even more as he left him alone in that side walk.


Izaya chuckled at that fateful night, who'd ever thought that Elijah was actually the son of - leader. The elevators door opened once he reached the 14th floor, no one seems to be around the hallway so our beloved informant walked the normal way (does he even have that?). His hands tucked inside his coat and his infamous smile carved at that pale face of his. He made a decent stop in front of Room 619, took out the room key and pushed it in. Opening the door slowly he scanned the area if anyone was in, and from the looks of it, no one is inside the room right now. Izaya made himself feel at home, rummaging some papers he found on top of a desk (is that even part of making oneself feel at home?) checking out some pictures inside the desk and finally sitting down on the beige colored sofas.

"One-chan is taking long-" Izaya complained and heard a door behind him open, but it's definitely not the sound of the main door, probably a room inside the apartment. Izaya turned his head backward and saw a teen rubbing his eyes while yawning. And it's obvious that he just got out from bed, his pure black hair was messy and his clothes are folded into different patterns. Izaya met eyes with the newly awoken teen, compared to his ruby red shaded eyes the teens eyes were the compete shade of aqua blue, like a calm sea during a nice summer day.

Otone stood there for more than ten seconds without moving only staring a Izaya's eyes, maybe he was trying to figure out who this person was, or what's he doing here so early in the morning. Izaya opened his mouth to greet Otone good morning but the teen suddenly vanished from his current spot, the informant's eye's widened and turned his head on the other side of the room but felt a cold glass touch his face.

"Here" Otone said in a whispering voice and sat beside Izaya, drinking a lemonade juice inside the glass with a straw.

Izaya kept his eye on Otone, asking himself was this the same person who he talked with five days ago. Compared to the one he talked to in both phone and inside the Russian Sushi restaurant, that Otone seems to be a bit more confident and more in control of a situation than the one now.

"Note-san?" Izaya asked

Otone looked back at him with an emotionless face and cocked his head to the left, which in his own silent words meant. What?

"You look kind of gloomy today, don't you think?"

Otone looked down and took his phone out, he typed something in it and closed it immediately, right after Izaya's phone beeped and the informant opened it

'Gloomy? Not at all Orihara-san.

That homo must have given you the room key, seriously… That guy never does whatever I ask him to. Do you find my real personality kind of surprising? Well, Elijah did tell you that I don't normally trust people right away. So you should get used to this.'

The informant laughed and wrapped an arm around Otone "You really are interesting One-tan. But how did you know that Eli-chan and I have been talking?" Izaya saw Otone grab his phone again and type in more words and the instand he closed his phone, Izaya's phone would beep again.

'You already know how Orihara-san, didn't Namie san tell you about my ability? I already foresaw everything that will happen 3 hours from now. Well. Only the interesting parts anyway.'

"Ne, One-tan. Want to go and grab something to eat? My treat! After all it's a date"

Almost immediately Otone spat out the lemonade he was drinking and was coughing hardly now "D-D-D-DATE?!" Otone yelled and was blushing rather hard, a little more of Izaya's tricks and he would be as read as a tomato.

Izaya laughed and smield a t Otone "Looks like I'm not that far into making you speak normally with me, ne? One-tan" repeating his previous actions, Otone reached for his phone and closed it afterwards. Izaya's phone beeped;

'I'd rather not call it a date; I have experiences with that homo. And kindly please stop calling me One-tan. I'm not a girl, and unlike you I don't fancy acting like a prickly female. '

"But One-tan, acting like a female is fun! Humans are easier to manipulate that way, but not that it's any different when they meet the real thing, right? "

Otone swayed his head in disapproval but nodded afterwards, "Female… no, Real thing… maybe" he said in a soft voice but Izaya was able to hear it properly.

"Aha! You spoke! Finally~ then maybe I can make you talk more if we eat. Let's go One-tan!" Izaya pulled the silent teen towards the door, and the helpless teen grabbed his orange jacket hanging on a coat rack and tried to wear it while being dragged by this informant.

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"T-This is…." Otone stuttered in front of a strawberry cake in front of him that Izaya bought, he's never seen anything like it. At the most even eaten one "-I – ITADAKIMASU!" and he dugged in the strawberry cake, but for a person whose excited to eat a cake, he sure does take small bites.

Izaya was eating his own slice while studying Otone's movements, he still finds this person interesting. He can be two different person's in just a second, a split persona maybe. He took a bite of his own cake and chuckled, enough for Otone to hear.

"Why are you laughing by yourself? That's a bit weird even for me…" Otone said in a monotonous voice.

Izaya's smile grew a little wider and grasped Otone's hands together "You said a full sentence! Eli-kun would be jealous I made you talk just within an hour~ Don't you think it's worth bragging about?" he said enthusiastically.

"If it's against the homo… why not." he sliced another small portion of his cake and was about to put it inside his mouth when Izaya snatched the fork from his hand.

"Say Ahh~ One-tan!"

Otone made a disgusted look at the informant "A-Are you serious?" he asked. And the informant curled his lips into a smile and nodded.

The teen can only manage a sigh and did what Izaya told him "A-ahhhhh-", Otone unwillingly chewed the cake slice that Izaya just made him eat. It was his cake slice but being fed by the guy he just met today… this is embarrassing, but not as embarrassing as that homo did before. He hated it being treated like a child by this no good plastic faced idiot. But somehow he's completely fine with this treatment.

"You look cute One-tan" Izaya complimented Otone with that annoying smile of his while his head is resting on his left hand.

Otone blushed and looked away immediately "W-What's with you and that homo? Playing games with me like this. It's annoying. Humans are annoying…."

them and they love you back. You should try playing with them One-tan~"

"Play with them….?"

Izaya nodded and his eyes narrowed, a smirk formed on his face, if he can only have Otone on his game. Then everything would change for the best, this would be a good game. "Ne- One-tan, do you want to be my second pair of eyes and hands?"

Otone looked at him with a confused face but he seems interested enough to hear Izaya out, "You did say that you want to learn how to act like a God, well if not a God, somewhere near that level"

The teen in front of the informant, placed his fork down and wiped his lips with a tissue. "I don't have much of a choice now do I? I did start this business with you"

Izaya smiled at Otone like a sweet innocent child "You're learning fast One-tan~"

"Please stop calling me that O.R.I.H.A.Y.A- san." Otone said with such long intervals on Izaya's name.

"I'll stop calling One-tan, One-tan if you call me Izaya" the informant pointed his forefinger at Otone and smiled at him.

Otone closed his eyes and sighed, why does this 23 year old brat keep making him do stuff he doesn't want too? Is this the consequence of messing with Ikebukuro's most dangerous man? The infamous-informant , Orihara Izaya.

"I-I-Iz-za-Iza-I-Iza-Izah….." Otone sighed rather longer now and his head is now flat on the table. "I can't do this… "

Izaya chuckled and slid his chair beside Otone, and whispered on his ear "If you can't call me Izaya, I'll keep calling you One-tan!"

"Fine… But one day I'll call you by your first name Orihara-san. And you'll call me by my real name" Otone swore and ate his last bite on his strawberry cake, "Gochisou-sama" Otone whispered and bowed.

"You're rather polite-"

Otone looked at Izaya again, and that annoying smile was there again. He hates it… that smile… It makes him want to run away from him and just never see him again. But one thing that bothers him is that, he can't seem to see any future's from the informant. Otone narrowed his eyes on Izaya and asked him directly "Orihara-san?"

"Hm? Doushite*?"

"Why can't I see your future?"

Izaya dropped his jaw for a moment there but he instantly regained his posture "What do you mean by that One-tan? Of course you can see it; you're just not trying hard eno-"

"You're wrong…!" Otone denied and tried to yell at his best, but his yell just sounded like a girl saying no to his boyfriend, "Usually after I stare long enough at a person, I can see seconds of an individual's future. Be it important or not, compared to what I experienced after I got out of Yagiri-sans lab. Everywhere I look, I can see everything…. Everything. And they all they were enough to break me…. And I don't want to feel that feeling anymore, it's… it's… painful. Knowing everything…" he said slowly in a weak voice, shivering and scared.

The informant just smiled at the teens fear, he's never seen this kind of fear before. He's been in this information broker business for years and he's never a human feel this kind of pain. Well, compared to Masaomi's pain during the first Gang War in Bukuro' this is different. "Then, how about we try it out? Looking into one's future. Way farther than you tried before?"

Otone widened his eyes and glanced at the ground for a while, when he turned his head back at Izaya's gaze, his emotionless expression was turned into a confident one "What do I do?"

Izaya placed a finger on his chin and pretended to think "How about we look for Shizu-chan and you can tell me how his life will end?" he propsed

"Y-you have a dead threat don't you?" Otone asked with a small smile forming on his face

"Against Shizu-chan~? Of course not! I just love playing with Shizu-chan~ don't you?"

"Shizu-chan… That's the bartender that hit me with a stop sign. Right?" Otone cocked his head to the side trying to remember who this Shizu-chan is.

Izaya nodded his head, "Yup. The bartender who hit you with a stop sign. And after that day, I haven't seen Shizu-chan so I haven't been able to do your favor"

"Annoy him more for me…." Otone whispered to himself

"But I wanna play Shizu-chan a lot more with you~" Izaya hugged Otone from behind and continued "-What do you say, Moku-tan?"

"Where'd Moku-tan come from?" Otone asked with a low voice, now Izaya did it. That new nickname sounds a lot more ridiculous than the first one.

"Hm? Moku-tan sounds better than One-tan~ don't you think?" Izaya asked innocently

"No- It's actually worst"

"Perfect! Come on~ we need to find Shizu-chan" Izaya let go of Otone's neck and grasped his hand, pulling him behind him again.

Somewhere behind the bushes of the table where Otone and Izaya sat someone cursed with a low growling voice, "Grrrr… That no good- black haired weasel, stealing Otone-chan from me like that-" a familiar dirty blonde chewed on his pink scarf while complaining as to why Otone agreed to have a date with a person he only met for the first time. "-nghn… AND HE EVEN TALKED TO HIM IN A COMPLETE SENTENCE AFTER 30 MINUTES! That weasel is dead…. Hehehe…hehehe… Let's see you pace with your favorite toy…. WeaselZaya" And it seems our homosexual Elijah is losing his head after seeing Izaya feed Otone a forkful of cake, but not entirely, he took out his phone and texted something to another character in our story that will appear very soon.

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Otone felt a cold wind behind him, it was a familiar wind. 'Elijah….' Otone thought, he must be around here somewhere following him and Izaya in their… well he doesn't really want to admit it himself but what else is he going to call it? A Date. He sighed and just allowed the informant to pull him from place to place looking for this Shizu-chan. Which reminds him, what does this Shizu-chan look like again? He knows he wears a bartender suit, he wears blue shaded glasses and he smokes most of the time. While he was thinking Izaya finally lets go of his wrist and turns around, facing him. Otone didn't hear anything from Izaya but he did read his mouth

'GET READY' he said

Otone instantly took a defensive stance, changing his gaze from left to right. But one thing that he found weird with Izaya is that he just stood there saying one thing over and over again. Like he's singing some weird chant happily, and apparently it's working to lure in the beast.

Otone heard the same noise he heard the first time he got hit by a stop sign, 'He's dragging something… !'

"IZAYA-SAN!" Otone screamed and was able to push Izaya out of the way before a garbage can hit him on the head. Both of the black haired males fell on the ground, Izaya bellow and Otone on top. Izaya laughed and tapped Otone's head "Nice save-"he said in fluent English "-was that one of your abilities?" he asked

"You can say that…" Otone stood up offering a hand at Izaya, which he gladly took and both of them stood there waiting for the beast they just called out.

"I-ZA-YAAAAAAA-KUUUUUUUUUUUUUN. You've got some nerve, calling into me like I'm some kind of lost pet" a male around his 20's wearing a bartender suit , while holding a bended stop sign walked closer and closer to him and Izaya. And without a second to last Otone felt the pain strike his head, he saw it… the most feared person of Ikebukuro's last seconds… And it wasn't good. It's not even close to pretty, it was… terrifying. Otone glanced at Izaya, that annoying smile of his has gotten even more annoying, wider and darker. Otone clutched his hands and got ready to take on whatever he started.

'I was too naïve to miss this timeline…' Otone cursed himself 'Now people will die… nii-san'

Chapter 3 end_


YEY! NOW THAT'S DONE! I need to start thinking of what to do now. But If you think I am planning to kill Shizu-chan and Izaya san : ) you are right I am. But not just yet, I love the two of them so much I'm not killing them just yet. SHIZUO GETS A WHOLE NEW CHAPTER FOR HIMSELF NEXT TIME! : D I can't wait!